Black, White and All Shades of Grey

Leaving my body is an exhilarating experience when I can explore the astral zone and the unknown dimensions of our universe.Fleeing for perhaps a moment or two, the constant raging apocalypse of emotions and thoughts that find their way into my head. But eventually, reality must be faced.

The people around me, I can sense their emotions,A combination of anger, frustration and excitement.Curiosity gets the better of me and I let the wall in my head crumble, to allow every intricate emotion in.They course through my body in torrents and rise and fall like crashing waves in my mind,Refusing to settle and come to order.

The bizarre and alien thoughts that tumble unwillingly across my consciousness astound me.The people around me, their understanding of life is inferior,Like a child, who has failed to understand why its pet lizard has died.They continue to occupy their thoughts with useless happenings,Oblivious to the issues of their planet, even their peers. How is it that I manage to see so much more than the average person?

I take a step back and observe, A beacon of thousands upon thousands of colours erupts in an explosion of beams and flickering lights.They cast reflections like a multicoloured disco ball.These colours, I can tell, are the very essence of my being, the epitome of my perspective, the core of my gift.

But the rest of the world is different.There are no coloured beams of light or dancing reflections.No one has extended vision,No clear perspective, not even an elaborate acceptance of the world.Its just black, white, and all shades of grey.